Just Born I was just born a moment ago I don't know if I like this place The moment you think you're walking, You fall right on your face I don't know if I like the trees, Don't know about death, about faith, 'bout CDs I'm clueless when it comes to love And I don't know what it means to please I've found a song and I think that I like it Who cares if it ain't legally legit? I don't know shit about singing or music, But maybe that's cause I taught myself to forget
	I didn't quite has an idea for this poem. I got the first two lines in my head, and starting writing. That's how alot of my poems get started, actually. This one is like a soul talking after just being born into a new body I think. It uses very odd languege (as far as my writing style goes) and I think that the casual tense of the voice might drive some readers off, thinking it an amateurish poem. In a way, the languege adds to it, though. I don't know. I do like the way it ends, though. Tell me what you think! Go back to the poetry page.